C213 I'sm all for it

However, would he be disappointed that he did not spend this period of time with his child? Qingluo suddenly stood up from her chair, scaring both Mo Li and Mo Liu who were staring at her.

"Princess, please wait a bit. Seeing that you were just distracted, something is wrong. What are you planning to do? Tell us and we'll help you."

"You're not alone right now, but you have a good body. You have to think of everything for your child, so you shouldn't be so flustered."

Mo Liu heard Mo Li's complaints, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised up. Although Mo Li was a bit long-winded, her close relationship with Princess Mo Li still made Mo Liu envious.

He was like a sister in a family who wanted to berate her more and more. However, deep in his heart, he felt love for her. It was an indescribable feeling.

"I'm fine. I just want to write something. You guys don't need to help me as if I'm a patient. It's just that I'm pregnant. I can't even see my stomach right now."

Qingluo lowered her head and looked at her stomach. There, another tiny life had begun to be born. This time, she had to protect him well and prevent him from receiving any harm.

"It's because she's just gotten pregnant that we have to be even more careful. Princess has already given birth to a child, how can she still be so careless? The first three months of pregnancy are the most dangerous, even more dangerous than the last two months. You can't be so careless."

Qing Luo was annoyed by Mo Li's nagging, so she compromised, "Alright, alright, it's my fault. I must be careful next time. I won't be so busy anymore."

Seeing that the wangfei's attitude of admitting her wrongs was good, Mo Li kept her mouth shut. She felt a bit embarrassed. As long as the wangfei was involved, she would be extremely nervous.

"Then I want to write something now, okay?" Qing Luo discussed the situation with her two girls, causing both Mo Li and Mo Liu to laugh.

"Fine, why not? I'm just worried that you might act too rashly. As long as you're careful, I won't talk about you anymore."

Mo Liu also laughed and made fun of her. Mo Li followed her and helped Qing Luo to the side of the bedroom next to hers. With just a few steps, and the two of them being so careful, Qing Luo could only support her forehead.

"Alright, alright. We're already in front of the desk. If you two still don't let go of me, I don't think I need to write anymore. Just lie down on the bed."

"Does the Princess want to go to bed? "Then that's good. Your servant will help you go to bed now." Qing Luo didn't know whether to laugh or cry because of Mo Li's attitude.

"Mo Liu, grind the ink for me." Qingluo had decided not to bother with her anymore. It was simply unreasonable.

"Imperial Consort —" Seeing that the princess ignored him, Mo Li also knew that he was overly worried. "Princess, I didn't mean to do it. I was just nervous."

"I know you're nervous, but you don't need to be so nervous. Pregnant women also need to relax and set their minds straight. In the end, even I became nervous because of you. How can that work?"

"Besides, you should know that last time when I was pregnant with Yu Er, I have to do so much exercise every day, nothing happened at all. I know that you want to help me, but you worry too much."

Mo Li nodded and helped Qing Luo lay down the paperweight. Seeing her act so well to please her, how could Qing Luo keep her face straight?

Mo Liu put down the ink, signalling that Wangfei Mo had been sharpened, "Wangfei, enough, what do you want to write?" This was a signal to the princess consort that if it was something that needed to be avoided, they would go down now.

"I just want to, from today onwards, write a letter to His Highness every day describing what happened today, especially what happened to the baby."

"I hope that when the prince returns, it will not be because he is not with me and my child, but because he will not have regrets." Qing Luo patiently explained what she wanted to write to the two of them. Mo Li and Mo Liu were also very interested.

"Does the princess want to hand it over to the border? Such a long journey, I am afraid it would be hard to carry him, no? " Mo Liu thought very realistically. She heard that it wasn't impossible for him to bring a letter to the Fringe, but it was very troublesome because it was a war in front of him and not just the garrison troops.

Which relay station would send a message to the frontlines? Those who were able to reach the frontlines were all military scouts who were able to transmit military intelligence and news. If they wanted to bring their family letter to the frontlines, they would have to nod their heads in the palace.

"I don't want to cause trouble for the prince. If he can bring back a letter from the Feng family, I can consider it. Thinking about his temper, I'm afraid that he won't be able to do anything about the letter from the military newspaper."

"As for me here, I only want to write a letter to console myself. I also want to wait until Prince returns to the mansion so that he can see what happens every day in the mansion and see the daily lives of the children."

Let him feel that even though he left the palace, there won't be any regrets. We all miss him a lot, and everything that happens in the mansion is in his hands, right in front of his eyes.

When Qingluo said about missing him, she actually blushed a little. If such straightforward words were spoken in front of Luo Qingqi, then it would absolutely be impossible to say.

What Qingluo didn't say was that when she wrote these letters, it was as if she was talking to him every day. Although he couldn't hear her now, but they crossed a distance of time. She hoped that one day, these late conversations would show up in front of his eyes and be held in his hands.

"What Princess said is right, we will watch our child grow up and don't know when his highness will return. If we don't speak of it when the Young Master Yu grows up, perhaps this young master will also be born."

"Prince Yu, aren't you just missing out on the growth of your child? Princess, you're really thinking it through every day. When you keep a record of these letters, Prince looks like you're spending every day by his side."

Mo Li sighed with emotion. She also supported the princess in having a Legacy, as it was always her imagination. After all, the princess was still a pregnant woman, so it was very important for her to be in a pregnant woman's mood. As he thought about it, he felt a little upset with himself for his nervousness.

"That's right, wangfei is really smart. She thought of such a way, when the prince sees wangfei's letter, he'll definitely be very happy. He'll be able to see the daily lives of wangfei and the children."

Mo Liu didn't say much, but she also supported Princess Hua-Yang's idea. It was better to be able to let her thoughts out than to hold it in, Mo Liu didn't know that, in the bottom of her heart, she and Mo Li shared the same thought, and hoped that Princess Hua-Yang would have a happy pregnancy, and wouldn't make it too hard for herself.

Hearing that both of them supported her writing letters, Qingluo felt that her decision was correct. Some of her support was the strongest motivation in her life.

At this time, Qingluo had not thought that her perseverance to write a letter every day had become the most touching moment on the day she left Luo Qingqi. When the ink landed on the paper, it turned into words, and between those lines, it was filled with yearning, and it was filled with warmth.

"Qingluo, Qingluo —" When Qingluo's first letter fell on the last line, a call from the outside interrupted her mood. When she saw the four sheets of paper on the table, she realized that she had written this much.

So it turned out that she had so much to say to him. If she didn't have her thoughts today, how long would she have to keep these words in her heart? When she saw the letter, she smiled.

This was truly a good method. It was the best way to vent his emotions, but it wouldn't be too intense. It could even be used as a surprise when he returned.

"Qingluo, Qingluo — —" The voice was already chasing him.

"Look at how restless you are. Even though I've told you so many times, I still can't get rid of your illness." Seeing Wang Zirou rushing in, Qingluo couldn't help but scold him.

"Aiya, I've already listened to you. I've changed a lot, aren't I in a hurry today?" Wang Zirou curled her lips when she heard Qingluo's words.

"What's the hurry? What happened?" Qing Luo teased her until she arrived. She had to say, with Wang Zirou's existence, she felt like her life had started to shine.

She herself was a very traditional and disciplined person, so she could not help but be a little stiff, and beside her, there were almost all similar people. Only Wang Zirou, who gave her life a different kind of liveliness, allowing her to rejuvenate her entire life.

"What are you doing, writing a letter?" Seeing the piece of paper that was hanging on the table, Wang Zirou couldn't help but be drawn over. He completely forgot that he had rushed in just now and threw those so-called urgent matters to the back of his mind.

"Wow, it's a letter to brother-in-law. It's been just a few days since he left and you're already thinking about him like that?" Qingluo was a little embarrassed to be laughed at by Wang Zirou, but in her heart, she was waiting for him wholeheartedly.

Wang Zirou saw that Qingluo was a little shy, and this was a rare sight of Zheng Qingluo. Wang Zirou tilted her head, and joked a little: "Miss Zheng, are you thinking of spring?"

did not avoid her. He rubbed his forehead while feeling wronged, "Qingluo, you don't like me anymore."

"You only know how to act coquettishly. How old are you? You still don't know how to control yourself. Is this something that the young miss, who has yet to leave the pavilion, can say?" Why can't I teach you? " However, Wang Zirou did not care about Qingluo's disappointment.

"I'm only like this with my sister, but she's always serious. Qingluo, I don't know if you're tired or not like this every day, but people have to breathe a sigh of relief for themselves.

Qingluo was actually quite envious of ZiRou's character. It was just that this society didn't allow her to. She was afraid that ZiRou was out there, because of her character, she had gotten into some sort of trouble.